A burnt-out musician can barely stand the life she leads. An alcoholic rockstar doesn't believe in love. Both of them like to make pretentious music references.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about. - Rumi ♫♪.ılılıll|̲̅̅ ‾ _ ‾ )=̲̅̅( ‾ _ ‾ |̲̅̅llılılı.♪♫

Just a tall-tale about how Julian Casablancas found love; one particular name was changed to feel better about writing it. A Julian Casablancas fanfic• Completed•

•Two good friends. •No strings attached. But when the inevitable happens and strings begin to tie, what will come of their friendship? Will the fear of losing each other in every aspect keep them apart, or bring them together? Will they be left on their own again, despite yearning to be anywhere with the other-when it's always the same, no matter the time spent apart. This is: "Anywhere With You"

Jade is the typical high school loner. That is, until she meets a special someone and his wild group of friends, and is thrown into a life she'd never expected to have; roadtrips? Parties? Romance, perhaps? (This was my first Strokes fic, so obviously it's pretty badly written and quite cringeworthy to read, but if you manage to read up to the halfway point, I promise you it gets more bearable to read from there!)

Daydreaming out of the class window is a regular occurrence for Lola- until one day- a group of boys slip into view in a cloud of cigarette smoke - then a single glance - to change her life forever (strokes y'allllllllll)

After her parents are stuck in Maine from a plane accident, 16-year old Sophie Martin is all alone and stuck in the streets of New York City. Being a Canadian native (Quebec, to be precise), she has little to no knowledge about US/New York culture. During her first night of being in the city all alone, she stumbles upon Julian Casablancas of The Strokes. Being a huge fan of their music, a giant wave of excitement crashes over her. But as much as it excites her, it worries her. When Julian invites her over to his apartment, she knows right away that her life is going to take a whole different turn. This is set in the summer of 2003, (pre-"Room On Fire" era). Disclaimer: This story will contain topics such as: smoking, drinking, illegal relationships, sexual activities, mentions of rape and self-harm, and strong language. If you aren't comfortable with this, please don't read this story. All of the characters in the story are completely fictional and are not based on real-life people (except for The Strokes themselves, of course). This is an original storyline.

groupies, fame, music and all the stress you can chug down with the liquor that runs through your veins- julian casablancas had been sat in that rollercoaster since a long while, he had the bends and the twists burned into reflex memory. nothing new went on in his part of town. artie damore was a lost soul. serving some sort of redemption of god knows what, her feet had trailed from place to place, looking for the reason why she was living a shitty flop thriller of the life she thought she was supposed to have. nothing new went on in her part of town. call it fate, call it karma; or call it an embarrassing october evening in new york city... // circa 2005 //

loosely based on the dimensions in Jules' 11th dimension video.

How will young adulthood and additional responsibilities treat Jade and the guys? *Meet Me in the Bathroom: Second Part*